Soul Echoes

In the silence of my woven words,

There are hidden echoes that only a chosen few can grasp,

Secret notes, mysteries revealed,

In the depths of the verses, a soul to discover.

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The words dance, light, in search of kindred souls,

Escaping the indifferent ear,

Only a few souls, with fervent senses,

Capture the echo of this emerging rhyme.

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Worms are keys, back doors,

Opening worlds where only some enter,

Dreams, well-kept truths,

For those who can read between the lines, interpreter.

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Perhaps I am a lonely traveler,

Traveling through little-trodden lands,

But for those who understand my light,

Worms are stars to gaze upon.

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So , if your eyes discern this pattern,

If your heart dances to the rhythm of my words,

So, between our souls, the echo calls out,

And in poetry, a more beautiful link is created.

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